"Kane Ireda out!"

The door to the break room was opened, and two policemen shouted at the door. Kane, who heard the name, was still in a trance, walked out, went to the weapon rack to remove the knife that Campei had prepared for himself, and under the urging of the police, he walked to the elevator step by step.

Before he even stepped on, the audience's cries came in. As soon as the elevator brought him into the venue, cheers immediately surrounded him. But Kane was still out of shape, listless, just like the gladiator who was still nailed to the wall.

"Kane Ireda? I'm still a teenager. Schuberuz muttered to himself.

His words intrigued Tarini. The little girl opened her eyes a little and saw Kane, a boy about her own age. Tarini's gaze was hooked at once, a boy of her age, she rarely saw.

However, for the audience, it is not new for children to go to the gladiatorial arena. Seeing that Kane had no fighting spirit, Ares began to ask for the opinions of the audience again.

"What do you want to see!?"

"Pave the way! Paving! Paving! ”

This paving, like pasting walls, is one of Ares' many "acrobatics", which is to knock down the opponent and press it with a shield, and with Ares's 130-kilogram weight, the opponent is crushed to death. There was a gladiator before, who was almost sunk into the ground by Ares with this move, so it was commonly known as "paving the road".

At the audience's command, Ares turned to Kane, his sword slamming against his shield in a wild roar.

"Come on! Hahaha! ”

The sounds around him were rising wave after wave, constantly stimulating Kane's eardrums, and he finally woke up a little.

This is the gladiatorial arena, and the person in front of him is the enemy. Next, you can either kill him and continue the fight, or you will be killed and end everything. Thinking of this, Kane's newly sober mind blurred again.

His state was clear to Schubelez, the boy was going to die a tragic death, and Schuberuz thought that if he did, he would have to take Tarina out at once.

"What's wrong, little ghost!? Come on!! ”

Ares' roar helped Kane move. He placed the knife on his waist with his left hand, rested his right hand on the hilt, and lowered his body with his right foot in front of his left foot. This posture made Schubelez's eyes light up, the weapon was a knife, the posture was a knife draw, and the surname of Ireda, could it be that this kid was ......

As he pondered the answer, the battle to determine Kane's fate began.

*****

The preemptive Ares raised his shield and strode towards Kane, shaking the ground slightly with each step. Kane was clearly not in the groove, he forgot to dodge, and actually defended with a scabbard, and hit Ares's shield head-on. This time it was like being hit by a car, flying more than ten meters away.

Kane, who had fallen to the ground, rolled a few more times, and quickly got up with his knife, and Ares had already rushed over with great strides, and jumped up, and came to the top of Tarzan. Seeing a large black shadow overwhelm the sky, Kane ducked back again. But the chill of his back kept him on his feet—the spiky wall behind him.

"Don't worry, boy, I won't use you to paste the wall, but to pave the way!"

Ares, who landed on the ground, stabbed his greatsword into Kane's chest. Death was imminent, and the survival instinct drove Kane to his senses, and he calmly waited for the sword to reach him, quickly rolling to the side, dodging the fatal blow. Ares pushed too hard and almost hit the wall.

Kane's deft maneuvers also earned him applause. After all, what the audience wants to see is a wonderful game, and some people even bet on the defeat of the god of war with ingenuity. Schubeluz's expression did not change, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Tarini watched more intently, and Kane's movements completely captivated her.

The sword flew into the air, and Ares was a little unhappy. He saw that Kane was short in stature, and it was not easy to slash when he moved big, so he approached Kane step by step with the shield in front and the sword in the back. The distance was reduced to more than a meter, and Ares swung his great sword and slashed at Kane, relying on his height and arm length.

When he was knocked into the air, Kane already knew in his heart - he must not collide with Ares head-on, and if he was knocked away again, he really couldn't get up. He dodged sideways, Ares collected his sword and slashed again, Kane dodged again, and just like that, Ares attacked all the way, and Kane retreated all the way. If you can dodge, you can dodge, and if you can't dodge, you can use the scabbard to wipe the edge to block it, and immediately withdraw it, so as not to give Ares a chance to suppress himself.

The chase lasted more than a minute, and the two ran around the field like cat and mouse. Every time Ares swung his sword, Tarini's heart tightened, but she didn't take her eyes off. It wasn't until Ares was so tired that she stopped and was distanced by Kane that her hanging heart was put down, and then she looked at Kane more intently.

"It's been two minutes! The teenage gladiator held out for two minutes in the face of the onslaught of the god of war!! ”

The audience's cries were even more enthusiastic. No gladiator has lasted more than two minutes since Ares came to power. The narrator's words irritated Ares so badly that he felt disgraced.

"Stinky boy, you know how to hide! Draw your sword! Fight with me!! ”

Schubelez, who was watching the game, watched Kane's movements closely, and he felt that Kane had enough pace and reflexes to overcome Ares. The drawing technique of the knife pays attention to killing with one hit, and the knife must have an effect, and Kane should be waiting for an opportunity to grasp. But even so, Kane has wasted too many opportunities, what is he hesitating about?

Kane did hesitate, and normally, he had at least two chances to go straight to his opponent's abdomen. But every time he was about to make a move, the guilt that was about to dissipate would resurface, forcing him to go on the defensive all the time. And he understands that if he continues like this, he will not wait for the game time to run out, and he will show his flaws and be killed by the opponent.

Killed, killed, or killed, Kane has been in a hypothetical situation countless times. He found it so difficult to make that decision.

Fortunately, Cambé got himself off to a not-so-good start. So, it's time to realize.

The audience suddenly fell silent. They saw Kane straighten up and half-crouch, took another deep breath, turned the knife in his hand a few times, pointed the hilt of the knife at Ares, and said something that shocked the audience.

"I'm sorry, I was thinking about how to kill you just now, and now I'm thinking about it."

*****

Cambe didn't go to the game, he came to the construction site of Hasta. Hasta didn't go either, he heard about the return of the god of war and felt that the result was decided, and there was nothing to see. What's more, he still has to focus on the project in front of him.

"Oh, Mr. Ireda? How did you get here? Hasta, who was inspecting the situation at the construction site, suddenly saw Cambay and asked in surprise.

"Something. Which one is Kane's shed? ”

"Well, I remember it was Shed Six." Hasta flipped through the small notebook he was carrying with him and said, "That's right, it's Six." Why, could it be that kid hangs up, can you clean up for him? ”

"No, an acquaintance from the game called just now, and he's talking to Ares right now."

"Fight with the god of war? Isn't that like dead? ”

Cambe smiled indifferently, disapproving.

"Who said that?"

Hasta was a little surprised: "That's three consecutive championships, and the competition is like a slaughter for him, a super man." ”

Cambé laughed and walked towards Kane's shed.

"Kane is the best apprentice I've ever taught. Just one Ares, it's not a problem at all. ”

*****

Kane's declaration of war was repeated by the provocative narrator, and the audience boiled over, and some people even took the lead in shouting the slogan "Kill the God of War" to cheer for Kane, whose name took a place in the cheers. Tarini was not afraid, Kane's heroic declaration of war, and the hoarse but firm tone of voice, made the girl's heart flutter.

"It's so handsome......"

Tarynay's change was a bit of a surprise to Schuberaz, and he was even more surprised by Kane. That kid's eyes were like two people compared to just now, and he completely saw through the opponent. The atmosphere in the arena was no longer one-sided towards Ares, which made him angry.

"I'm going to chop you up!!"

Ares roared and rushed at Kane, who this time neither dodged nor parried, and reverted to a ready-to-draw stance. Ares's sword was only halfway through when Kane suddenly rushed towards the sword, brushing past it, using faster movements, lowering his body, sliding and slashing.

The blade rubs against the scabbard, bringing out a sharp sound, like a beast coming out of its cage. With a flash of white light, Kane flashed past Ares' left leg and stood behind him. When he retracted the knife into its scabbard, blood immediately spurted from that leg. Ares let out a cry and fell to his knees.

"The god of war is injured!! This is the first time he has been injured since the God of War became the hegemon!! ”

Kane turned around and saw Ares struggling to overcome the pain of his leg injury, and stood up with a shout. The two faced each other again, only this time it was Ares' turn to get nervous. He couldn't have imagined that Kane would fight back against his sword, and he couldn't imagine that this kid was moving so fast that he didn't even see how he came out with the sword.

"Now, it's my turn to attack." Kane said coldly.

Throwing low again, sprinting, Kane quickly approached Ares' right side, holding the hilt of the knife and stepping out with his right foot. This time, Ares saw it clearly, moved his shield to the right in advance, prepared to resist Kane's knife, and then took the opportunity to counterattack.

Unexpectedly, Kane held the handle of the knife with his right hand but did not move, and pulled the scabbard back with his left hand, and turned to the left rear with his standing right foot as the axis. The scabbard of his left hand slashed in a semicircle and struck Ares in the unsuspecting left rib.

"Ah——! What the!? ”

Ares bent in pain and his defense collapsed, and Kane stood on his left foot again, and his right hand with the knife swung out along the trajectory of the scabbard, and slammed it into Ares' left ribs. Another white light, another blood-red, and Ares' left rib was painted. Fortunately, he took a step back in time, otherwise this knife would definitely be brought out along with the internal organs.

The wonderful blow made the audience crazy, everyone has seen the battle of hard work, and the duel of fighting skills is very rare. Completely oblivious to her fears, Tarini began to cheer Kane on.

Kane, who succeeded again, still retracted the knife from the scabbard, still lowered his body, and sprinted. These two actions marked Ares's mind with terror. What's next for him? How will it attack? Ares's mind went blank, and only his pride as a god of war drove him to make a final resistance.

"I'm the god of war, I can't lose! Absolutely can't lose!! ”

"Dissipate ——!!"

Ares held his shield in front of him and swept out a sword with all his might. Kane saw the right moment, jumped up and stepped on the sword, using it as a springboard to jump again, and rolled forward in mid-air. The moment he flew headfirst over Ares's head, he suddenly slashed out.

The tricky blow tore Ares throat. When Kane rolled over and landed steadily, Ares's neck was already bleeding, and his huge body knelt forward and fell down with a "boom".

The commentator was dumbfounded, and hurriedly grabbed the microphone and shouted loudly.

"War, God of War is defeated!! The victors were, Kane, I-Ray-Da——!!! ”

The winner was decided, and Kane's name rang out in the audience, congratulating him. Kane looked at the audience, then at Ares' corpse - no fear, no anger, no guilt. This time, he killed people with his own hands, of his own will, but it was as natural and calm as breathing.

After standing for a moment, Kane stepped over Ares' corpse and returned to the elevator. When the elevator returned to the rest area, Kane's whole body tension was relaxed, the knife and scabbard fell to the ground, and the man also knelt down, his hands on the ground, coughing and retching.

If Cambe forced himself to step into this door with one foot, then he took the initiative to step in with the other foot, allowing the whole person to walk into this blood-red space.

The invisible pressure from his heart made him breathless.

Already, there's no going back.